The president’s wife nodded. “Okay.”
The president frowned again. “That Xiang Qiuci is still in Leng Jiuchen’s Villa?”
Speaking of this, the president’s wife said a little angrily, “Leng Jiuchen was afraid that we would do something to Xiang Qiuci, so he kept the moon villa tightly guarded. Our people can’t get in, and we can’t get in touch with Xiang Qiuci.”
The president was deep in thought. “Then... does Xiang Qiuci know that she looks similar to Yue Qiuci?”
The president’s wife shook her head. “We haven’t found out yet.”
The president was very unhappy. “What are those spies doing? They can’t even find out such a small thing?”
“It’s all Leng Jiuchen’s fault for being too cautious and protecting Xiang Qiuci too well.”
Mr. President took a deep breath and raised his hand to pinch the space between his brows, looking frustrated.
